i still have three points to cover. i still have two hundro pages to read. hm, but.. my mind and heart’s friendly, endless (friendless?) game of ping-pong won’t let me concentrate.
neither player wants to let go of their paddles. there’s only one way to put a stop to this madness. vent. forgive me in advance for the ambiguity. i learned an extra-jumbo-size amount of lessons since 9.2.2015.
… unloading …
eeks, where do i begin. i am not in this alone. if i die tonight i’m with God. if i stay alive tonight God’s with me. what’s there to stay cooped up about then?
you know what actually?
my heart dropped the paddle.